Georgeta Livia Ardelean's Story

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Georgy slowly turned around as she heard her brother begin to speak. It always took her by surprise when he supported her just because the 2 butted heads constantly. But she often forgot that he still was her brother, and cared about her. She couldn't help but smile slightly at his points. He was right. Then Lydia began to speak, agreeing with Luca. The woman was right, especially when talking about how those that don't want to be involved don't have to be. Georgy wasn't trying to force anyone to do anything, just bring them together to fight the common enemy.

Georgy was preparing to speak up once again but then she tilted her head slightly when she heard a noise. Was it the door? Being a shifter she did have heightened hearing. At first she shook it off until she saw something small roll in through the curtain door. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was. With only moments, she shouted, "GET DOWN!" Turning around to dodge the frag and duck behind the table, the frag exploded mid spin. Dark Metal shrapnel flying through the air, several pieces slamming into her, throwing her back on the ground. Her ears were ringing and her head dizzy as she tried to shake off the effects of the frag. Coughing she half sat up, raising her right hand to her head that was throbbing and burning. Georgy winced when her hand met a 2 inch piece of metal sticking out of her forehead. She didn't have time to waste sitting around. So with a deep, shaky breath, she yanked the metal out with a whimper. She pushed off the ground, moving back to her feet, stumbling over to balance herself on the edge of the table.

Georgy glanced up in time to see one of the several hunters, walking across the top of the table right for her. She backed up slowly until she bumped into the chair that Declan almost destroyed earlier. With a hard swallow, she gripped the back of the chair and when the hunter neared her she quickly spun around smashing the chair into the male. The force made the chair shatter into pieces around her while knocking the man to the ground at her feet. At first she thought the man was unconscious but then as he laid there on the ground, he grabbed her by the ankle, yanking her to the ground with him. It took him no time at all to climb on top of her, placing his hand on a piece of shrapnel that was in her side, pushing it deeper inside her. She cried out in pain. As tried to fight herself free from under him, her hands searched on either side of her for some sort of blunt object. Once her hand met a leg of the chair she broke, she grasped it and slammed it against the hunter's head. And before he had the chance to over power her again, she flipped him over so that she was pinning him. Placing a hand on either side of his head, she grunted as she forceful snapped his neck.

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As Luca sat there backwards in his chair beside Luna he noticed his sister's glance towards the door. He didn't notice the sound like she did but he wasn't paying much attention to anything at the moment. But as he saw the frags roll into the room, his senses heightened, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Shifters aren't near as fast as vampires but they were a fair amount quicker than humans which gave Luca a slight advantage. It gave him enough time to spin off his chair, grabbing Luna by her arm in the process. He then slammed her back against the wall, pinning her there as his large frame shielded her as the frag went off. When the shrapnel lodged itself into his back he growled out in pain. His hands slid down the wall slightly, his body hunching over almost falling over for a moment. He nearly let his head fall to rest on her shoulder but forced himself to ignore the pain.

Luca slowly raised his head as his body heaved from his heavy breaths. He wanted to save his sister and Luna... Get them both out of there and to safety. He didn't know why he felt so protective over the blonde necromancer pinned against the wall before him, but he did. "Do you trust me?" He said glancing down at her as she began to remove his leather jacket. The pain was excruciating from the metal scattered throughout his back but he didn't have time to remove it. He needed to get them out of there. Reaching his hands over his head while still holding Luna's gaze, he removed his shirt with a groan. "Don't forget my clothes." He tried to smirk while he laughed weakly. The girl was smart and most likely knew what he was doing.

Trying to think quickly on his feet, he looked over his shoulder just in time to see Georgy snap one of the hunter's necks. Then his eyes set on Declan. Of course."DECLAN!" He shouted towards the Reaper, "GET GEORGY OUT OF HERE!" He pointed towards his sister as he yelled at the male. He didn't like the idea of leaving his sister's life in another's hands. But he could tell how much Dec cared for her, and out of anyone here, he would be the one to get her out of there in one piece. He had the ability to teleport, something Luca couldn't do. "NO! LUCA!" His sister cried out to him, "I can stay! I can FIGHT!" Luca growled towards Georgy, his eyes beginning to change to yellow as the shifting process began. "For once in your life... LISTEN TO ME!"

Luca then took a step back from Luna, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down just before his body transformed into that of a larger than life male lion. Just after shifting, he caught sight of a hunter charging at him and Luna. Without hesitation, he pounced on the hunter, tearing their throat out with his massive fangs. What he didn't realize until after the hunter fell lifeless beneath him was the Dark Metal dagger they lunged into his abdomen. He growled at the burning sensation before turning his head towards Luna. He nodded his head towards his back while holding her eye contact in a way of tell her to hop on.

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Luna more or less tuned her self out of the debate after her previous outburst, she couldn't let her emotions control her as that would be disastrous. So all though she wasn't exactly listening to the conversation she still knew that everyone was either arguing or loud debating at this current point in time.

Before she even knew what was going on around her, she heard Georgy shouting which was then followed by Luca grabbing her by the arm and slamming her back against the wall. She couldn't help but take a few deep breathes as the wind was knocked out of her, but she kept looking up at Luca with a shocked and panicked look written across her face especially when he shielded her from the metal fragments that were flying across the room. She didn't understand why he was protecting her they only ever argued or joked around, but at this current point in time she was grateful he did.

"Do you trust me?" Was he serious right now? He just bloody made himself a shield to stop her from getting in harms way so of course she trusted him. Although she was questioning why he was currently undressing himself. "Of course I do! She made sure not to break eye contact with him, holding her gaze as she looked straight at him. As soon as he took of his top and his jacket she made sure to take them from him, making sure she had hold of them.
"I'm not the forgetful type" She knew what he was doing, so she knew what she had to do. She didn't exactly want him shifting back later and not having any clothes to change into. Although she wasn't sure if she would mind that or not.

Looking over Luca's shoulder whilst he was shouting for his sister, she couldn't help but let them widen in shock as more hunters entered the room. They had to stop them from entering before they were overpowered.
"Aizsargs durvis ar vairogu" Flicking her hand towards the door as she spoke, an invisible shield of sorts blocking a few of the hunters. But they were still over powered there was a lot of hunters in the room and a lot of the supernatural were weakened.

Her eyes locked on to a hunter that was charging towards Luca and herself, she was about to throw a fireball at him but a male lion suddenly pounced on him. She knew exactly who it was. When Luca had finished with the lifeless hunter, he nodded to her in a gesture of climbing onto his back. She skeptically made her way over towards him, but not before noticing the blade that was currently stuck into his abdomen. As she climbed onto his back she lent over, placing her face by his ears.
"I'll fix any damages when were through. Sitting back up, she made sure to hold onto his mane gently ensuring that she wasn't holding on to tight.
"I'm just going to get a little help She mumbled, just loud enough for him to here. "Hounds elles I izsaukt tevi!" Her voice echoed through out the room. The ground beneath them began to shake slightly, crumbling as hell hounds made their way to the surface. The snarling animals immediately pounced on the large masses of hunters.

Tightening her grip upon Luca's mane once more as she felt a sudden spell of dizziness hitting her. "We need to move now. I don't know how long the hounds can hold them off!"

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Jason wasn't the best at languages, but he basically knew what she said. It was alot of hunters families motto's so it wasn't uncommon for him to know a few bits of German here and then. Moving to the back of the truck he began to familiarize himself with the toys that were on display. Jason wasn't much of a long ranged fighter so he wasn't interested in using any guns or anything like that. He preferred to get up close and person.

Searching over the much closer forms of weaponry he decided to go with a pair of knuckle buster which were made of dark metal, he also picked up a bunch of throwing making sure to attach him to the holster which was settled across his chest. He then decided to take a M1911 pistol just encase. He wasn't the best shot but it's always handy to have at least one gun on your person.

He was so busy loading himself up in the truck he hadn't even realized that they were walking through the sewers until they suddenly came to a halt in front of the Medusa. Jason waited silently, ready to jump into action as soon as Alex gave them the signal. Blake had all ready been lucky and killed one. "Keep count. I still owe you for the last time He reminded Blake as he charged into the room.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, a demon decided to charge towards him. Before the bastard even had a chance Jason swung his fist right at him, hitting him square in the face causing the demon to fly back due to the impact. Before the creature could even respond Jason immediately threw several throwing knifes at him, making sure to hit him in the vital points. Turning around to face the others, a sadistic smirk etched upon his face as he twirled a knife around in his hand. "So? Whose next?" No one responded, in fear of what he would do. He was about to throw a knife at a vampire. But a female who he had met before made it's way into his line of sight. He didn't even know what he was doing but he launched himself across the room, making sure to take out multiple creatures on the way.

Just as he got close to the girl he threw a few knifes at her, making sure to miss anything serious. Two knifes went to her feet, one on her thigh, whilst the other lodged itself into her shoulder. "So we meet again. Banshee

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Declan wasn't paying much attention to the arguments anymore out of annoyance. They all seemed to ignore him anyways so it didn't really matter to him until Georgy screamed and ducked. Declan was confused and barely made it behind a chair when the blast happened. He got shards of dark metal in his arm, shoulder, cheek, and one lodged deep in his leg. He propped up a table where he could protect himself and used an illusion to appear invisible even though it wasn't really that strong since most of his focus was on removing as many shards of dark metal as possible.

Declan peaked over the table to see Alex leading the charge and gunning down as many of them as possible. Each blast from her shotgun looked like it was sending people flying back. She spotted a vampire and stuck the end of the barrel in it's mouth and fired before tossing the gun to the side because she ran out of shells. He pushed the table away and stood up. He ran over to Georgy to make sure she was okay only to find her on top of a hunter. Not bad...

Alex was getting closer and Luca was yelling at him to get Georgy out. He nodded and looked at Georgy. "We need to leave." He told her. "But the party just started." A familiar voice called out. Declan turned around to see Alex pointing a gun at her. Smoke began to form around them as he prepared to teleport them out of there. Alex shook her head at him with that evil smirk and tsked. "It's good to see you again, Declan..." Alex fired and they teleported except Declan didn't escape the bullet...

It managed to lodge itself into his lower abdomen forcing Declan to have to teleport to a nearby hotel. He tore off his jacket and shirt before applying pressure to the wound. He felt a surge of pain and swore under his breathe but he still managed to stand up and look overGeorgy. "Are you hurt?" He was more concerned with her well being than his own at this moment but he knew she didn't get hit with the bullet. It was still stuck inside him.

Delia glared at the werewolf's comment mocking Zachary's. She had a perfectly good reason to hate Necromancers, a personal reason. A Necromancer was the one who made she and her friends what they were and a necromancer took her love from her. It took everything in her not to say anything but she didn't. She just took her seat as the meeting finally started. She didn't listen much, she only heard something about them having to work together to survive which was why they were called here in the first place. She chuckled at the idea of the vampires negotiating some type of citizenship for the dark creatures, which they all knew wouldn't happen. the humans hated them, there was no way the human government would allow them to live among them equally and safe.

She heard something about creating their own country, which was as idiotic at trying to live among the human without being killed. they would only wage war on the land and it would have been a waste of this meeting. Soon after those options were made bickering started, which was accepted due to how stupid the choices were. Delia, personally wasn't going to waste her breath trying to show these idiots how stupid they were. There was nothing they could do to fight the humans. They had found out their weaknesses and were using it to kill them. They were outnumbered and there was no way any of them were in any condition to fight them head on.

Without warning the door to Medusa's was kicked open and hunters flooded in shooting dark bullets in every direction. Every dark creature in the meeting either scattered, ducked or was injured. Delia barely had time to find cover under the table before she pulled Zachary down with her. "We have to get out of here! She yelled over the noise, from when she'd seen the front exit was blocked by hunters and the room was full of them. She doubted they would get out of there unharmed.

Lydia inwardly sighed, no one really seemed to listen to her and what did she expect really? She was the Queen of an endangered race, she wasn't exactly doing it right. It was then she felt something, a tug on her mind. She could feel her wails forming in her chest. "Ronan-" No sooner did she speak, chaos erupted from all around her.

Her eyes went wide.
Dark Hunters....HOw did they know? Was she being followed....No, Ronan, he made sure that wasn't the case. None of this mattered now because they were here and bullets began to fly. Lydia hit the ground, knowing without looking that Ronan wouldn't be far behind. She knew she couldn't go into spirit form, if she had, and was hit,it would kill her almost immediately. So she stayed solid and tried to hoof it.

That's when it happened, much like Lot's Wife, she turned, casting a single glance back at the destruction, and she saw him. Jason Hunt, aptly named, as he caught her gaze in the same moment. Time froze as she stared at him, and he stared at her.

And for the briefest moment, she thought he would let her go.

She was very wrong. She saw the decision in his eyes and she turned to run, only to have knives shot in her direction, halting her process, then a knife lodge in to her arm, spinning her around, and another lodging in her thigh, sending her to the ground.

She whimpered at the pain-- Dark Metal blades, the very thing used to wipe out her race. She reached her good arm at her leg, blood raining down from the hole in her thigh. It was in that moment that she looked up,to see Death looming over her.

"So we meet again, Banshee."

"Please...."She whimpered. "Don't do this...We aren't hurting one..."She cried, bracing herself as much as she could but it was hard seeing as her vision was blurring, tunneling. "Please...."

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Georgy glanced up from the dead hunter beneath her hands to see Declan run towards her. She reached up taking his hand, hoping he'd help her to her feet as she stood up. Her gaze took in his appearance, with Dark Metal shrapnel sprinkled throughout him. She reached her right hand up to gently grasp the piece in his cheek, giving an apologetic frown, she pulled it out. Just then Luca shouted towards her, she wanted to argue with Luca more. She didn't like the idea of leaving him in this huge mess. But it was rare that her brother was so bossy with her. Sure he tried but he knew that she never listened but him asking to her listen for once kinda hit her. So she reluctantly nodded her head before seeing him shift into a massive lion.

"We need to leave." Declan said as he looked down at her. She was very reluctant to go but she really had no choice. With a sigh she looked up at him, nodding her head as she took his hand in hers. She wanted to have a hold of him so when they teleported, she didn't slip away. But also because she was scared and having that connection made her feel a fraction safer. Georgy looked over her shoulder when she heard a female say "But the party just started.". She was heading right towards them, with a gun pointing right at her. Georgy wanted to hide, fight back, something but the smoke was already beginning to form around them. She was frozen and didn't know what to do. "It's good to see you again, Declan..." Her eyes widened as she gasped, moving her gaze back to Dec as the realization that they knew each other. As she looked at him she heard the BANG of the gun. She closed her eyes and flinched, waiting for the bullet to hit her because the last view she had of the woman, she was aiming the barrel right at her.

When she opened her eyes she saw Declan now standing in front of her and they were no longer in the bar but a hotel room. He took a bullet for me. She thought to herself. She moved around him as he pulled his suit jacket off. He was moving too slow for her liking and she half tore his button up shirt off as he tried to remove it. But his hand quickly went to put pressure on the wound, hiding it from her. But for some stupid reason he asked her "Are you hurt?" She ignored him, reaching out to move his hand from the wound to look at it. She then placed her hands on his shoulders, forcing him to sit on the bed before disappearing off into the bathroom.

Georgy rushed over to the medicine cabinet over the sink. Her shaking hands opening and knocking over nearly all the contents into the sink as she searched for anything to help. She clenched her fists as her hands trembled. She forced herself to close her eyes for a moment and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself. As she opened her eyes she saw a first aid kit on top of the toilet, "Thank God." she whispered to herself. She quickly grabbed it and a pair of tweezers that she knocked into the sink, and rushed back to the bed room. She slid to her knees in front of Declan, opening the first aid kit and organizing the contents to figure out what she needed. She was about to try and take the bullet out but her hands were still trembling furiously. She cupped her hands together, laughing weakly to try and mask the fact that she's on the edge of tears. With a shaky breath, she lowered her head to rest her forehead against his knee. "You.... you saved my life." Her voice was so quiet, and cracked on the last word.

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Once Luna was on his back, she leaned down to whisper in his ear, "I'll fix any damages when were through." He honestly wasn't even worried about his wounds, the adrenaline rush had his nerves on edge to the point where he hardly felt it. "I'm just going to get a little help... Hounds elles I izsaukt tevi!" Luca back stepped a little when he saw the hell hounds emerge. He knew they wouldn't hold back the hunters for long. "We need to move now. I don't know how long the hounds can hold them off!" He was already ahead of her. He quickly glanced around looking for an opening. He jumped on top of the table, running across it. When he reached the end he pounced on the hunter in the doorway, making sure to dig his claws deep in the person's chest cavity.

Luca growled loudly, body slamming the hunter to his left into the wall. Then with a straight shot, he didn't hesitate to barrel through the entrance of the bar. He skidded into a turn as he went left towards the heart of the Underworld. His speed picked up as he ran making sure to put a few miles between them and the bar. When he reached the far end of the city, he turned down an alley way, panting heavily. The Dark Metal was getting to him. His legs were trembling as he moved them behind a building. When he was out of sight of prying eyes, his body slumped to the ground. Once Luna was off his back, he allowed himself to slowly shift back until his naked human form laid on the ground coughing with Dark Metal shards in his body, not to mention the dagger in his side.

Thankfully, shifters quickly get used to being seen in their naked form and Luca was too weak to even try to get his clothes from Luna. After catching his breath, he brought his hand up to yank the dagger out of his side. "Ahhh!... Shit that stuff burns." Breathing heavily, he quickly removed the rest of the shrapnel from his body, letting out a sigh of relief once the searing pain was gone. Pushing off the ground, he slowly sat up. Looking down, he realized his was naked. Biting on his lip he quietly and slowly reached out to grab his stack of clothing from the blonde, placing it over his manhood. "Sorry..." He whispered. He allowed his gaze to glance over Luna, tilting his head slightly, "You weren't hit with any shrapnel... Were you?"

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Declan couldn't help but wince when she pulled his hand away. He easily could've over powered her if he wanted to but with that dark metal still lodged in his abdomen, he was weakened and in no condition to argue with her. Declan put a smirk on his face when she went to go get supplies for him. "Why Georgeta, you care about death?" He teased even though he was in massive pain. That pain would stay until it got taken out.

She put her hands in the wound to take the bullet out but her hands were too shaky. Declan used every ounce of strength he had not to cry out in pain for her sake. He could sense she was upset and he put his less bloody hand on hers when she rested her head on his knee. "You.... you saved my life." Declan smirked. "Hey now, don't go ruing my Reaper reputation."

His voice then changed. He stopped joking around and spoke softly as he cupped her chin and raised his face to look down at her properly. "There's no need to worry, Georgy. I'll be fine. In pain... But still fine. There's no need to cry over a soulless creature like me." He smiled down at her and then added, "I'd still do it even if that bullet was going to kill me. The world deserves to hear your laughter." He started coughing a small bit of blood but still kept that smile. He needed to keep a level head for her sake.

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Luca reached out, grabbing Luna's hand as she went to heal him. But by the time he grasped it she hand already said the spell and began to heal him. He slowly released her hand, moving his back to grasp at the clothes that rested in his lap. He looked down at her as she healed his wound majorly. She then moved around behind him. He tensed momentarily as her hands rested on his back, but slowly relaxed. He wasn't used to people touching him without his permission. Most were scared of him and kept their distance, none even attempted to come within 20 feet of him. Let alone touch him. "Thank you.."

The gratitude took him by surprise. He slowly glanced over his shoulder to look at her, nodding his head slightly, "You're welcome." He said quietly. He sat there patiently as he allowed her to finish healing him. But his gaze never left her. He couldn't explain what it was about her that intrigued him so much. When she was done, he waited a moment in silence. After a brief while, he moved to his feet, still holding his bundle of clothes against his nether regions. He cleared his throat, holding up an index finger in a Just one minute manner. He then backed behind the dumpster so that he could slip on his pants. He came back into view as he zipped them up and buttoned them. It wasn't that he had an issue being naked. On the contrary it was actually freeing. But he didn't know how Luna felt at the sight of him naked so he was doing it out of courtesy.

Luca raised his right hand up to rub the back of his neck while his other hand rubbed his abdomen. He allowed his fingers to hesitate upon the scabbed stab wound. He bit on his bottom lip while nodding his head, "Thanks..." He tapped his index finger on the wounds location, hesitating before looking up to meet her gaze. It took him a minute or 2 to really grasp what all just happened. It all happened rather quickly. He was trying to seem tough but the truth was he was exhausted. But he didn't want to seem weak. So he attempted to nonchalantly rest his left hand on the dumpster, nearly falling over. The Dark Metal took a lot out of him. He was surprised he could even stand. "So... now what?" He looked towards the blonde. He had no idea what to do now. He was worried about Georgy and didn't have the slightest clue where to look for her. The Underworld was compromised so they couldn't go there. He didn't have a clue. All he knew was they survived.... For now.

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Georgy brushed off his sarcastic remarks. She knew deep down that he was just trying not to worry her but it wasn't working. She needed to calm down if she was going to get that metal out of him. If she didn't he'd die. As she was trying to compose herself, she felt his hand snake under her chin to raise it. She hesitated before allowing her gaze to move up and meet his. "There's no need to worry, Georgy. I'll be fine. In pain... But still fine. There's no need to cry over a soulless creature like me." She was about to argue the point. She hated it when he referred to himself as soulless. Because in her eyes he had one. Someone who was completely soulless wouldn't take a bullet for some shifter. But before she could say anything he added, "I'd still do it even if that bullet was going to kill me. The world deserves to hear your laughter." Her brows furrowed as she attempted a weak smile. Her hand moved to rest over his. He couldn't be completely soulless... Not after saying something like that.

But she was quickly shook back to reality when she heard him cough, seeing the blood on his lips. The realization of the side effect of the Dark Metal surged her with adrenaline. "Oh god... Dec." She quickly removed her jacket, throwing it out of the way. She then grabbed a cloth, bringing it to his mouth to wipe away the blood before dropping it. Georgy clapped her hands together once to ground herself, before grabbing the tweezers once again. "I'm going to get this out of you." She pressed her free hand against his shoulder to lay him back. This made it easier for her to see the wound as she shifted to her knees. Searching around her, she found a pencil and held it to his mouth, as she leaned in slightly. "You might want to bite onto this." Once he took it into his mouth, she smiled down apologetically before brushing her hair out of her face.

Georgy took a deep breath before slowly pushing the tweezers into the wound. She bit her lip as she focused and tried to be as quick and gentle as possible. She exhaled a breath of relief when the prongs grasped the bullet, and removed it. Allowing herself to relax a bit, she grabbed bandages and placed them over the opening, taping them down to his skin. Once she finished addressing the wound, she tossed everything out of her way as she scooted on the ground up towards his head. She reached out to take the pencil from his mouth, setting it on the nice stand. As she looked down at him she felt something run down the side of her face. Raising her hand to wipe it away, she noticed it was blood from the metal she pulled out of her forehead back at the bar. She shrugged it off, wiping her hand against her jeans.

She rested her hand upon his chest while her other hand pushed his hair back from his face, "How do you feel?" Her hands were trembling slightly once again, now that she could let herself slightly unwind. After acting strong while she took care of him she was on the edge of cracking. Looking into his eyes, a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Don't you ever scare me like that again... You hear me," She whispered down towards him. He scared the shit out of her. Sure she appreciated it more than anything and she had no idea how to make it up to him. But she owed him. Georgy didn't realize she had been staring at him or how close she was to him until she felt the warmth of his breath on her face. She was only inches from him. And although she was tempted to close that distance, she broke the eye contact nervously and began move away. Her hand slowly slipped off his chest as she allowed her bottom to rest back against her heels as she kneeled beside the bed.

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Alex cursed loudly when Declan and his girl toy disappeared until she noticed that the bullet left with them. She smirked as she started at the empty space from where the two just were. Declan put his body in front of the girl which meant that it hit him first. This meant Alex wounded him which is very useful. The weaker he is, the easier for her to finally get rid of the contract with his blood.

Since Alex was distracted over he little triumph over the most annoying reaper in the world, a vampire took the opportunity to make a jump at her and bit her neck. Bad move on her because Alex grabbed the knife strapped to her thigh and brought it back into her gut to get her off of her. She turned around and smirked at the vampire. "Tsk tsk, blood sucker..." She was too weak to move fast making it easy for Alex to over power her. She grabbed a nearby throwing knife and through it right into her heart before moving on to her next victim.

She spotted a demon that just finished off one of her fellow hunters. She didn't really care too much. That guy was obviously not string enough o now he was dead for it. The demon decided that since it just killed one hunter, it must be strong enough to take on Alex. He was so wrong...

He came charging at her and the next thing he knew, Alex had him by the throat with a knife. She pushed him back all the way to the wall and held him there firmly. She even drew a little blood. She looked him over with a smirk. "Such a shame I have to kill such a beautiful host." She leaned in close enough to where their lips almost touched. "But then again... I've seen better." She sliced his jugular and let the blood splatter across her face and clothes. She even licked her lips after in a sadistic manner before wiping off her blade and noticing Jason leaving with a banshee. She rolled her eyes when the other dark creatures followed and she followed them as well. It wasn't like she needed to stay. If they got themselves killed, it wasn't her fault.

Alex was behind them and shot the two in pursuit of Jason before catching up with him. "Do I really need to save your ass every time?" She eyed the banshee. "Trying to replace me? But I'm irreplaceable." She teased.

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[font=sansserif]Declan never said anything as she used the cloth to wipe his now blood stained lips. normally he'd have some witty response prepared for her but he just stayed silent and stared at her. Something was different. Maybe it was the dark metal making him imagine things but something did feel different. It wasn't the same flirting and teasing and antagonizing her brother. This was something real and something Declan didn't understand. Something he could never understand so long as he was a reaper. He never said his thought out loud, but that moment. That one brief moment of her wiping away his blood made him wish for a split second that he was human. That he could understand what was happening for just a split second.

The sound of Georgy clapping her hands together brought Declan back to reality. Back to his reality. "I'm going to get this out of you." Declan was about to comment when she spoke over her and grabbed a pencil. "You might want to bite onto this." She shoved the pencil between his teeth so anything he said after that was muffled. She then took the tweezers and dug them deep within his abdomen to retrieve the bullet. Declan couldn't do anything but cry out in pain and begin to sweat until she finally pulled the bullet out. Is this what humanity feels like? He thought.

It was finally out and Georgy removed the pencil from his mouth and then pushed his wet hair back so he could properly see her. "How do you feel?" Declan shrugged nonchalantly and looked down at the wound that began to heal rapidly. "Still a reaper." He smirked and looked down at her hand and then at her. He noticed something shift in her expression. Something he's only seen once before. "Don't you ever scare me like that again... You hear me," She whispered and he watched the single tear roll down her check and onto his lap. That same tear that brought him back to when they first met.

"Georgy..." He whispered back softly. She was just inches away rom him now. He could feel her breathe against his. He looked down at her lips and back into her eyes unsure of what to do next until she began to pull away. He knew this was his only chance so he leaned in faster than she could leaned back. Declan did this until their lips finally collided and he felt absolutely weightless in time. Declan actually felt something. He cupped his hands around her face and just held her there with him in that moment.

In that moment until they heard a knock on the door to pull them out of whatever that was. Declan groaned for he knew exactly who it was and had to pull away from Georgy. He got up and walked to the door much better than he would've a couple minutes ago. Of course things would be even better if she waited a little longer to pop a visit... Declan opened the door and looked down upon his fellow reaper. "Well if it isn't my favorite companion... Who also has horrible timing." He buttoned up his bloody shirt still determined to look amazing even when covered in blood. "How are you, Dezember?"

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Luca sighed softly as he leaned over, grabbing his shirt. "Well first off we need to rest, your not in a state to fight if it comes to it. I can transport us to my place, or we could find somewhere more discrete?" Luna started saying as he pulled his shirt over his head, "I also think we should probably try and contact your sister as well as the others leaders. I'm just not sure if it will be safe to use phones." He sighed heavily as he slipped his boots back on, "Trust me... I wanna find Georgy more than anyone. But I know she's safe." He cleared his throat as he pulled on his leather jacket. "I may despise that soulless prick that's making moves on my sister... But, he was the quickest and safest way for her to get out of there. And the way he looks at her, I know he'll keep her safe." It was apparent Luca hadn't seen that Declan took a bullet for Georgy, but either way he now had a tiny ounce of respect for the guy.

Luca slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket. It was apparent on his face that he was thinking hard. "I... I can't go into hiding. I'm not that type of person." He looked up to hold the blondes gaze, "Call me crazy but I think I wanna go up to the surface." He nodded his head upward as he said it. "The hunter's won't expect us to just be walking around in the open so soon after the attack. I could at least check to make sure Georgy isn't out on the streets... For my own piece of mind." Sure he was weak and tired but going somewhere to rest wasn't on his list of to do's. He'd rather be out on the streets, walking around and standing tall. Shows a positive message to the hunters... Plus he might be able to pick up Georgy's scent.

Luca started walking back to the main road of the Underworld, glancing over his shoulder towards Luna. "I don't expect you to come with me." He didn't want to make her uncomfortable or worried by coming with him, that was completely up to her. Not that he'd turn down the company. But this was one of the few times he felt more in danger in the Underworld compared to the bustling streets of Vegas.

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"Georgy..." His voice was so soft, something she wasn't used to hearing. She was scared to look towards him, but after a moment she slowly allowed her gaze to move up to meet his. She watched as his eyes shifted from her eyes to her lips and then back up to her eyes. That slight motion made her heart skip a beat before racing in her chest. As she was leaning back, Declan followed her and then closed the distance. The joining of their lips took her breath away. The simple touch of his hands cupping her face sent chills down her spine. And as he held her there in that moment, her hands slowly raised. One hooking on the back of his neck while the other slid it's fingers into his hair. She wished that she could just freeze that moment. Ignore the world and the war and just be with him.

....But, KNOCK KNOCK. The sound startled her out of the moment, out of their moment. Declan broke the kiss with a groan, and Georgy couldn't help but chuckle softly at his frustration from the interrupting knock. She hadn't quite noticed how tangled up in him she was until she had to remove her hand from his hair and unhook the other from around his neck. She remained frozen, kneeling there on the grown as his frame slipped from under her hands and headed towards the door. She watched him put his shirt back on as the truth about her feelings for him slowly began to surface after the kiss they shared. Georgy never truly realized how she felt for him, or maybe never accepted it. He was a Reaper... They're soulless? This made her wonder if he truly felt something for her or if it was just an act. He's been around for centuries, probably seduced lord knows how many others. Was she any different? Or was she just another conquest.

While his back was to her, Georgy pushed off the ground to get back on her feet, then headed into the bathroom. She heard him say, "Well if it isn't my favorite companion... Who also has horrible timing. How are you, Dezember?" Once alone, she ran her hands over her face then back through her hair before lowering the toilet lid and sitting on it. She rested her elbows on her knees, burying her face in her hands. She knew she was over thinking everything... But that's what girls did. She sighed heavily as she rubbed her face. It never even crossed her mind how many people he could have been with before her, he's been around for much longer than her. Here she felt these feelings for him, feelings she's never felt before and... Well, she could just be any other girl to him. The uncertainty was going to nah at her.

Georgy couldn't rejoin them just yet. She was letting her mind over think too much to the point where she didn't know if she could fake ok. She stood up and walked over to the sink. Looking in the mirror she saw Dec's bloody hand print on her cheek from when he held her face. A slight frown crossed her face as she sighed, and brought her hand up to touch her cheek where he had touched. Just the thought began to make her heart race once again. She quickly shook it off, turning on the sink and submerging her hands into the warm water. It took her a couple moments to scrub the blood from her face and hands. When she was done, she turned off the water and grabbed a towel, drying her hands then her face. She let out a soft sigh as she removed the towel from her face. Her mind was working over time... And she hated it. She just stood there in front of the mirror, white knuckling the edge of the sink while her head tipped over and her blonde hair cascaded like a veil around her face.

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Declan leaned against the door frame while Dez explained herself. "Sorry for interrupting you little moment big bro, but I thought you and Georgy should see this," Declan stepped off to the side in order for Dez to come into the room. The hotel he chose was a place they often met up at and also the closest to where the meeting was. It was the easiest place for him to transport to while he still had that dark bullet in him. Of course now it was all healed up.

His partner dropped a book on a ight stand and then went to go sit at the edge of the bed. ""I found it during the battle, the hunter Georgy killed had it," Declan walked over to the book and examined it. "I've seen this book before. A very long time ago." He flipped through it's contents. "I thought it was gone." He looked over at Dez. "This is a major problem if the hunters had this. This war is much bigger than we thought."

He put the book down and paced the room while he came up with a plan. "We need to find as many of the others that we can. Use one the necromancers to heal them and then work out a plan of attack. We have their book but they could've made copies so at least now we know what they know but it's still not enough. We'll have to hide for a bit until we can strike and take control of the city. That should work for now." He stopped and heard the sink turn on and saw Georgy out of the corner of his eye. She was upset.

Declan looked down at his suit and then at Dez. "I do need a change of clothes first and foremost and since I'm covered in blood, would you be so kind as to fetch something for me. I need something unrecognizable. Something..." He felt a shiver as his mouth formed the word. "Casual..."

He waited until she left the room before he went over to the bathroom and saw Georgy gripping the sides of the sink. Her knuckles were white and her beautiful blonde hair covered her enchanting face. Declan folded his arms and sighed. "You might as well just tell me what's troubling you, Georgeta. There's no use lying or saying you're fine since it's apparent your upset which I rather surprising considering we just shared the best moment in all of my existence."

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Georgy tilted her head slightly as she listened to the conversation being held in the other room. She was curious about this book. What could a book contain that could be so important... It is just a book after all. But she still needed to collect herself before returning out there to them. She took a deep breath knowing that it was only a matter of time before Declan came in there to speak to her. She heard Dez leave to go find him clothes. And right on cue, he was in the doorway. "You might as well just tell me what's troubling you, Georgeta. There's no use lying or saying you're fine since it's apparent your upset which I find rather surprising considering we just shared the best moment in all of my existence." He began with his normal snobby attitude which made her clench her jaw at his tone. It didn't help he called her by her full name which she was not a fan of. But then... Like he always seemed to do, he brought out that soft side that she felt herself falling for more and more.

Georgy smiled weakly down at her feet as she turned to face him, taking a deep breath before looking up at him. "You know... That's exactly what I wanted to hear. You always seem to know just the right thing to say." She slowly moved her gaze up to his, "No guy ever says the right thing." She pushed off the sink and took a step towards him. "Which makes me wonder... How many times have you used those lines on someone else? You're centuries older than me... and you've had ample amount of time to perfect the way you come onto someone." She stood there silent for a long moment. Her right hand raised slowly to gently grab the hem of his bloodied shirt, tugging on it slightly as she spoke, "Because for me... I can't even use words to describe what just happened made me feel. No one has ever made me feel the way you did and no one ever will."

Delicately, Georgy's hand grasped at his shirt as she closed the distance between them. She moved her left hand up to rest upon his cheek, her thumb gently stroking his skin. She couldn't explain how she felt so deeply for him. But if this was all just fancy words to try and seduce her she wanted just one more moment to hold onto before having to separate herself from him. With that, she shifted up onto her tip toes so that she was looking straight into his eyes. Her left hand snaked around his head, pulling him in towards her as she let their lips meet one more time. As she deepened the kiss, she pulled on his shirt to pull him closer so that their bodies were pressed together in that brief moment. Being so close with him made her heart ache. She wanted nothing more than to be with him, but if he wanted the same was another story. After allowing them to bask in the moment, she slowly pulled away, breaking the kiss. She held him there close to her, her lips less than an inch from his as she whispered, "Declan Cane..." Her eyes slowly opened, "I'm falling for you..." She swallowed hard, before sighing sadly as she pulled herself away from him. "But I can't be another notch on your belt."

It took every ounce of energy Georgy had to pry herself away from his arms. She couldn't believe she just told him how she felt about him. But she thought she owed it to herself for him to know how she felt because if he saw her as nothing more than a piece of ass... Well then he'd know how real it was to her. She drew in a shaky breath as she slipped past him out into the hotel room, her hands coming up to rub her her temples. She moved around the bed to sit on the opposite side so her back was to him. She honestly didn't know if she could handle looking at him, especially if Dec said he didn't feel the same way about her. Her eyes drifted to her right when she saw the book on the night stand, a gasp escaping her lips. She quickly grabbed the large book and began to flip through the pages. No wonder they knew so much about us... This book says everything about us down to our mating habits and migrational patterns.

Georgy slammed the book shut in her lap while her mind raced with the knew found knowledge. The hunters have had this book in their possession the whole time. An encyclopedia to every secret about every Dark Species ever... Their weaknesses, strengths, how their numbers grow, how their powers work... Everything. This is how they were winning the war and now it was sitting in her lap. Dez unintentionally put a giant target on all of their backs and as much as it sucks, they'd need to protect this book with their lives. She let out a deep breath as her fingers tapped on the cover on the book. Her mind raced with the thoughts of the hunters until it trigged a moment she had forgotten about due to the escalation of events that just happened. She stood up from the bed, tossing the book onto the mattress. Her face was cold and showing no emotion as she walked around the bed back to where he stood. "Declan!" Her left hand shifted to rest on her hip while she held out her right index finger, poking it against his chest. "Why did the bitchy brunette with the gun say it was good to see you again?!"

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Declan watched Georgy smile weakly down at her feet as she turned to face him, taking a deep breath before looking up at him. "You know... That's exactly what I wanted to hear. You always seem to know just the right thing to say." She slowly moved her gaze up to match his and held him their. Declan wanted to look away, but he couldn't. "No guy ever says the right thing." She pushed off the sink and took a step towards him causing Declan to hold his breath. "Which makes me wonder... How many times have you used those lines on someone else? You're centuries older than me... and you've had ample amount of time to perfect the way you come onto someone." The long silence the filled the room began to eat at him before her right hand raised slowly to gently grab the hem of his bloodied shirt, tugging on it slightly as she spoke. Another moment where he could easily over power her... But he didn't. "Because for me... I can't even use words to describe what just happened made me feel. No one has ever made me feel the way you did and no one ever will."

Delicately, Georgy's hand grasped at his shirt as she closed the distance between them. She moved her left hand up to rest upon his cheek, her thumb gently stroking his skin. Declan turned his face into her hand and sighed deeply. He looked back down at her right when she went up to her toes and closed the distance between them once more. Declan wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly there with him. With him in that moment. The same moment he felt before and the same moment he could describe because he had no idea what it meant even though his been around thousands upon thousands of years. He never once experienced what he was feeling with her and he only wished he could understand what it all meant. Was he falling for her? Was it possible for him to even feel something?

Georgy broke away from the kiss but still managed to hold him there with her was her lips were just a mere inch away from his. "Declan Cane..." He wanted to say something but he was at a loss for words. "I'm falling for you... But I can't be another notch on your belt." She pulled away from him and all Declan wanted was to make her stay because he couldn't explain what she meant to him. He just didn't know. She walked away from him and into the other room to read the book and Declan could feel his stomach twisting as she went through each page and closed the book. He needed to talk to her. He needed to explain.

She got back up and walked over to him. Declan knew he was in trouble. "Declan!" Her left hand shifted to rest on her hip while she held out her right index finger, poking it against his chest. "Why did the bitchy brunette with the gun say it was good to see you again?!" He definitely had a lot of explaining to do...

"Georgeta..." Declan began. He knew she hated her full name but Declan couldn't help but say it. He took a step towards her. "If you were just a notch in my belt, I wouldn't have taken a bullet for you. I could've had you in my bed many times but I never did. If you were just a notch in my belt, I wouldn't be here right now. I would've left instead of keeping you safe." His left hand ran through his hair to take it out of face as he looked at her. "I've been around for thousands of years and I've had my pick of anyone I pleased. My conquests were greater than any other demon. Even as a reaper I continued to have my pick of whom shared my bed but none of them are you, Georgeta. There's something special about you and I've known it since the day we first met when I came to collect Anton's soul." He took her hand and placed it on her chest. "I don't know what I feel for you because I don't even know what it means to feel. I've never had emotions and I've never had a soul. All I know is that I can't lose you."

He leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead before letting go of her hand and taking a step back. he could avoid talking about Alex all he wanted but he knew she'd bring it up again. "Now for Alex... Or the 'bitchy brunette with a gun' as you called her..." He paused as he knew he'd regret telling her. "She died once..." Declan was about to continue when he heard Dezember's voice in his head. I've been attacked, I'm outside the room. Too weak to move. Declan rushed out the room and threw the door open nearly making it come off the hinges. He saw his fellow reaper that he grew to see as his younger sister, laying on the floor bloodied from gun shots. Declan quickly lifted her up and brought her to the bed while he scrambled around to grab the supplies Georgy used on him and sanitize them.

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"I don't even know why I suggested us resting. You would never do such a thing." Luca couldn't help but chuckle as he leaned his body agains the dumpster. On a normal day he wouldn't go within 50 feet of such a rank smelling trash heap but it was the closest thing for him to hold onto to keep from tipping over. "Looky here... You can teach an old witch new tricks," he teased sarcastically. He knew he was a very stubborn. And he considered himself an acquired taste like a fine wine and not many people could handle him. But for some reason this spunky little blonde actually seemed to enjoy his company which was most definitely a rare thing. Hell, Georgy didn't even like being around him most of the time.

As Luca began to head towards the main road, he limped slightly while holding his side with his hand. He couldn't help but smile down at his feet as he heard Luna run after him saying, "I'm not letting you go on your own! Who knows what trouble you'll get into." He glanced down at her from the corner of his eye, having a hard time hiding his smirk but he still did for the most part. "Honey trouble is my middle name. Goes right in between Vlad and mir," He pointed his index finger in the air as if showing where trouble would go in his name. "If you're trying to stay out of trouble, I am not the person to be hanging out with." As she stood beside him, he raised his arm to drape it across her shoulders. "But I could use a crutch... You're short, so you should do." He loved teasing her because she always dished it back. He didn't really ask her permission to use her as a human crutch but after all... He did save her life. Plus, he didn't think she'd mind.

Luca was glad to have the company, plus it was always easier to go unnoticed when you're with someone else. "So where we going first?" Luna asked him. He was about to answer, his mouth even wide open as the thought was about to slip past his lips when he caught a whiff of blood. Being a shapeshifter, they had enhanced smell sort of like a Werewolf but not as strong. He knew whoever was bleeding had to be close. He cleared his throat, finally speaking, "First... we're going to find the injured Super that's around here somewhere." He slipped his arm off of Luna's shoulder and began to sniff the air, letting it lead him in the direction of the person it's coming from.

Making his way down the main road, Luca stopped near an opening to an alley only 2 streets over from where he was. Walking farther into its depths he noticed one of the Gorgons that was at the meeting. Generally he would have walked on and not given 2 shits about the woman but that would be going against the exact thing his sister was fighting for. Team work. He knelt down before the girl, looking her over to see where she was hit by 2 Dark Metal bullets. "I don't know your name..." He stated plainly as he removed his leather jacket once again, not wanting to get anymore blood on it then there already was. "I'm Luca. And this is going to hurt." He didn't know what the metal did to Gorgons, but if it was anything like what it did to him he needed to get it out. He nodded his head towards the female before reaching his fingers into her first wound. Thankfully the bullets weren't that deep so he was able to remove the first, and the second quickly after. Once finished, he shook his hand due to the burning sensation he felt on his fingers from the Dark Metal. "Did anyone else make it out?"

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Of course he didn't answer her pressing question. Instead he just started with a simple, "Georgeta..." There he went again saying her full name, Georgy hated that. But it just proved that he was being serious. Before he continued he took a step towards her. She sighed slightly, dropping her accusing index finger. "If you were just a notch in my belt, I wouldn't have taken a bullet for you. I could've had you in my bed many times but I never did. If you were just a notch in my belt, I wouldn't be here right now. I would've left instead of keeping you safe." She looked down at the ground. He was right. She brushed her long blonde hair back from her face. "I've been around for thousands of years and I've had my pick of anyone I pleased." That caused her to look up quickly, mumbling under her breath as he spoke, "You're really going to do this right now..." "My conquests were greater than any other demon." Georgy shifted uneasily where she stood, crossing her arms over her chest as he discussed his past... excursions. "Even as a reaper I continued to have my pick of whom shared my bed but none of them are you, Georgeta. There's something special about you and I've known it since the day we first met when I came to collect Anton's soul."

As much as Georgy wanted to be angry at him for telling her about is... numerous past conquests, she couldn't help but be flattered. She slowly peaked up at him from under her blonde locks. Before he spoke again, he reached out, taking her hand. He pulled it towards him, she faltered slightly, allowing herself to take a step closer to him as he placed her hand on his chest. "I don't know what I feel for you because I don't even know what it means to feel. I've never had emotions and I've never had a soul. All I know is that I can't lose you." Hearing those words escape his lips made her heart skip a beat. Did he really just say that? Sure he didn't out right say he loved her. After all she didn't say she loved him. Do I love him? She looked up into his eyes, holding his gaze for what felt like an eternity. Then he slowly leaned in and this time he placed a gentle kiss upon her forehead. That simple gesture took her breath away. She allowed herself to close her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her lips. And in that moment she realized... I do love him.

Georgy had nearly forgotten the question she originally asked him. But she never forgot anything for long. Declan slowly pulled away, causing her hand that rested on his chest to slowly fall to her side. The absence of their physical connection almost felt like an addiction withdrawal. "Now for Alex... Or the 'bitchy brunette with a gun' as you called her... She died once..."" When he spoke that time it quickly brought her down from her high, causing her to falter back a step. "Wait... what?" Her brows furrowed as she was trying to connect the dots about what he was saying. Before he had a chance to continue telling her what happened, he left her presence and headed out into the hall. "Declan! I was talking to you!"

Angry that he left her standing there like an idiot, Georgy stormed after him out into the hallway. She was about to yell again until she froze mid-step seeing Dez on the ground bleeding out, probably from Dark Metal. She quickly stepped back and out of the way as Declan picked her up and brought inside, setting her on the bed. As she stood back and watched Dec begin to prepare the supplies she used earlier to now play doctor on Dez, her own mind began to wonder. She died once? She malled over the possibilities in her mind until it clicked. The realization causing the air to escape her lungs as if being sucked by a vacuum. She brought her hands up to cover her mouth as the tears began to flood from her eyes. He let that woman... that hunter live. But let my brother Anton die. The realization hit her like a bus. He sat there and said that she was unlike anyone else since the moment he reaped Anton. If she was so different why didn't he spare her brother's life? And why in the hell did he save her!?

George couldn't bare to look at him. While his back was turned to her, her eyes began to shift to a shade of yellow. Then in one quick moment, her clothes fell to a heap on the floor as a Raven emerged from them. While Declan was preoccupied with Dez, she silently flew out the window and into the city.